The doors of the house were closed, and the lights were bright, but no figures flickered. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Han Yan held a gun in one hand, walked up along the wooden ladder, the ladder made a creaking sound, and after standing still at the door, Han Yan kicked the wooden door open.

The Tibetan man behind the door wanted to jump out, but was swept by the wooden door, Han Yan's kick was extremely powerful, and the person was also led back a few steps. But at the same time, someone pounced from the other side, holding a long knife in his hand from top to bottom, stabbing at Han Yan fiercely, if this knife hit, it could almost cut people in half.

Han Yan dodged very quickly, to the right side, the amplitude was accurate enough to just avoid, and then raised his hand to hold the person's wrist, stuck the hand bone and pressed, the person let go of his hand in pain, the handle of the knife slipped off, Han Yan naturally took it, and the backhand slashed in front of the person's neck.

Blood splattered, and Han Yan threw the person aside. The previous person who was blocked by the door panel had rushed up, and Han Yan raised his foot and hit him in the chest, and with a bang, accompanied by a bone crack, the man fell to the ground. Before he could stand up, he vomited a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, the figure that had been blocked by him appeared, and a girl was tied to a chair and placed in the middle of the room. He was not very old, he seemed to be under twenty, his mouth was sealed with duct tape, his long hair was scattered over his shoulders, his moon-white dress, his abdomen was wounded, blood was oozing, and he was smeared red on the long skirt.

Han Yan glanced at the person.

At this time, someone rushed over, flanking left and right, with guns in his hands, Han Yan took the lead in dealing with the person on the right, dodged and then raised his foot against the person's calf and grabbed the person's arm with both hands to make a back fall posture, but did not throw him out, but blocked the gunfire on the other side with him. There were several gunshots in a row, and the vibrations could be felt through everyone.

Then he threw the person aside, raised his hand and shot it, and there was no doubt about the accuracy, and the person who shot with the gun was shot in the center of the eyebrow, like a statue, and fell straight behind him.

Han Yan took advantage of this short break, stepped over to the girl in a few steps, tore the footsteps of the person's mouth, and cut the rope that bound her hands. The girl seemed to want to cry or thank her, but Han Yan had already grabbed her by the shoulders and threw her to the side of the window.

Followed by the sound of the wind, an extremely tall figure rushed over, Han Yan took a step across, bent his knees, avoided a punch from the crowd, raised his hand sideways, flashed silver light, and inserted a long knife.

He made the gesture of the knife beautiful, the wrist was slightly inward-skimmed, and the blade was twisted backwards, and the sharp knife surface would reflect the moonlight when he moved slightly.

One of the people who fell to the ground before got up and pointed the gun at him, Han Yan didn't look at it, he took the chair that was originally tied to the person, and smashed it directly, avoiding the person from rolling to the ground. He then raised his hand and aimed his gun at the man, and the movement was almost graceful in an instant, a gunshot rang out.

Someone rushed from behind, holding a dagger, and stabbed Han Yan in the back of the head, Han Yan leaned over and turned around, and the head of the gun was aimed at the person's waist and abdomen.

Two gunshots rang out, almost overlapping at the same time.

Han Yan stumbled.

He turned his head, as if surprised.

The originally weak little girl held a gun at him, and when she saw him turn around, she tilted her head and smiled at him: "Team Leader Han, it's really a bit ...... to catch you." Bother thinking about it. ”

The woman had a very young face, white porcelain-like skin, and a pointed chin, and now looked at her squarely, only to find that her real age was far older than she looked, and her eyes were obviously smiling, but inexplicably with a coldness.

At this time, a man came over, snatched the gun from Han Yan's hand, searched his whole body again, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and handed it to the woman.

The woman kept pointing a gun at him during the whole process, "Team Leader Han, I just saw how powerful you are, I'm terrible." So...... You'd better not move, or I'll shake my hand and the next shot will hit you in the head." ”

Her voice was very good, and she had a low and charming air, and her tone at the end of the sentence was slightly upturned, and there was a provocative smile. After the man returned to Han Yan and put a knife against his neck, she put down the gun, and then took off the entire skirt without care, revealing her beautiful figure.

There was a wound on her abdomen, the blood had already coagulated, but now it moved, and it broke open again, and bright red blood flowed out. Tearing off a skirt and wrapping the wound, he only frowned at the moment of tightening, and the rest of the time, as if he didn't feel any pain.

She has a very good figure, different from ordinary women, because of long-term exercise, the whole person has a faint sharp momentum, Han Yan knows that it is not just from fitness training, but from long-term bloody breath.

"Who are you?"

The woman showed off her sensuality calmly, and after bandaging the wound, she took a leather coat from the side hanger and put it on.

The wound is real, she is so ruthless to herself, she can't help but be fooled.

"Me?" She stroked her long hair, "Didn't that little doctor of yours tell you who I am?" She picked up the gun again, casually twirling between her fingers, "I'm Cassiopeia." ”

Cassiopeia, Cassiopeia. Poseidon punished her daughter Andromeda by asking her daughter Andromeda to dedicate herself to the monster of the North Sea, and Perseus rescued the princess by stabbing Medusa and the Mother of the Sea.

Legend has it that the snake girl got her name from this.

look/like/the/innocent/flower，but/be/the/serpent/under‘t.

It looks like a flower of purity, but a poisonous snake hides beneath it.

The phone rang at this moment, Cassiopeia picked it up and looked at it: "Yo, it's your little doctor," and then she raised her eyebrows and looked at Han Yan, "I'll call him too, let's play together, how about it?" I've heard of this doctor, but he's very smart. ”

"You dare."

Cassiopeia didn't even blink, and shot straight into Han Yan's calf, which immediately pierced a hole in his leg, "You see if I dare." ”

Then she suddenly laughed and made an extremely charming expression to Han Yan, "Team Leader Han, you are so good-looking, I am really reluctant to kill you, so ...... Don't show other people's concern in front of me, okay? With that, she threw her phone to the ground and shattered it with one shot.

The phone stopped completely.

Han Yan looked at the moody woman in front of him, and there was only one sentence in his heart, crazy.

"What exactly do you want?"

"It's not what I want, but what you want, know this time...... But you policemen provoked us. Cassiopeia tilted her head to look at him, suddenly licked her lips, and then walked over with a slight swing of her waist, she raised her head slightly, and looked at Han Yan as if she was a little fascinated, her lips gently kissed his Adam's apple and chin, "Why are you so good-looking...... Maybe there's something else we can do before we get down to business? ”

Before she touched the corner of his mouth, Han Yan turned her head away in disgust.

Cassiopeia laughed nonchalantly, raising her hand and gently pinching his chin, "Be good, you, if you don't...... I'm going to ......."

Before he finished speaking, Han Yan had already quickly grabbed the wrist holding the knife and strangled his neck, twisted it hard, although the blade slashed his jaw, but then fell, he grabbed the knife with his other hand and stabbed it out with his backhand at the same time.

right in the woman's throat.